Yesterday we saw the surgeon. He gave my mother two alternatives. Remove part of the breast and have the other get radiation, or remove the whole breast and have reconstruction surgery and just get chemo.
Even though they might seem like great solutions, (after all its her staying alive what we want), it’s still hard for her. I can see it. She doesn’t want to admit it. Shes a strong person. Doesn’t like to admit defeat.But she can’t manage this all on her own.
Monday we will see the oncologist and he will tell us everything we need to know about the cancer. How big, what stage, and how much chemo she will have to under go until she is once again superwoman.
The surgery though isn’t until May. Well, May the second. The insurance has to approve it and I guess medical is slow on these things. My initial thought would be that they act fast to get that thing out of her. But nothing moves people like money and everyone has to have their backs covered, right? It’s a sad world we live in.
Because, if you really think of it. If people were doctors because they wanted to save lives they really wouldn’t need the money right? They are doing it because its something they want to do? But then again, who will pay their bills? How will they make a living? My point is, it’s a fortune just to stay alive.
I’m glad we found a program that will help us though. I always under appreciated those things. People giving money to charities and other programs, but now I understand. It isn’t until you go through things that makes you see live in a new way. Makes you wake up each they and wonder, everything could change in the matter of seconds, so enjoy what you have.
My boss is very lenient. I asked him permission to leave early this upcoming Monday and he granted it without asking what time I would be leaving at. That’s nice of him. This whole thing is really starting to stress me out. That’s when I feel guilty because I’m not the one with the cancer. I’m trying my hardest to stay sane but it’s getting complicated.